The Faded Guest
The banquet hall of the Hollow King stretched out before us like the interior of a vast, hollowed-out skull, its vaulted ceiling disappearing into a darkness so profound that it seemed to possess a weight, a physical density that pressed against the backs of our eyes and forced our hearts to beat in a sluggish, mournful rhythm against the ribs. We were seated on benches carved from the pale,...
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